| Turn me upside down like an hourglass
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| Time is running out and too much time has passed
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| Slipping through the fingers of calloused idle hands
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| Grasping for a breath while choking on the sand
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| Maybe I’m too scared to stand in my own skin
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| Maybe I’ve become transparent
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| If I only have one life left to leave
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| Get me out of my own head, but keep me in my body
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| This is the lie that I believe
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| Always blaming someone else, but I do this to myself
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| You’re suffocating me with positivity
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| But either way, it’s still fucking suffocating
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| I refuse to be what you want from me
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| I can’t be perfect, but tell me what the fuck is perfect anyways?
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| If I only have one life left to leave
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| Get me out of my own head, but keep me in my body
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| This is the lie that I believe
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| Always blaming someone else, but I do this to myself
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| It’s okay to not be okay
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| It’s okay to feel this way
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| It’s okay to feel this way
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| It’s okay to feel this way
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| I’d rather live than die this way
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| I’d rather give than take away
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| If I only have one life left to leave
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| Get me out of my own head, but keep me in my body
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| This is the lie that I believe
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| Always blaming someone else, but I do this to myself
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| It’s okay to feel this way
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| It’s okay to feel this way
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| It’s okay to feel this way
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| It’s okay to feel this way |